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"Hmmm. I wonder... how many agents do you think I seduced?" He wanted to mess with him. If just a little bit. Granted, he might get punched for it but- it was too good a time to do so.

"Despite my nature to flirt, I am sincere and can be gentlemanly. I also am a romantic at heart. It's the Italian in me." He sipped the bourbon, enjoying it on his tongue.
"There was more than one reason Charonite was so determined to kill me you know, and it wasn't just because Astraea saved me. I mean... what with what I did. Or rather, who I did."

Time to go for the kill.

"I mean, me and Tanz, we started on the roof of a store and then we-"

He began listing details.
Graphic details.

Never mind it was all a lie but, Gev looked absolutely disturbed by the very idea.

The look of sheer horror on the knights face was worth it. Absolutely worth it. He rather wished he could have documented it, but alas, he did not. Perhaps next time. When he moved however, Castor's heart jumped, fearing he was about to get hit but much to his chagrin, he was only silenced. Eyes brightened and against Gev';s hand, Castor formulated his next move- kissing the palm that covered his mouth just before it left.

"Aw, I thought you wanted to know just why Charonite hated me so much." He noted the flushed expression, the embarrassment. It was absolutely hilarious in his book.

Choking a laugh back as Gev got a refil, Castor broke, his laughter loud and howling into the bar.
"Gods, you really think I slept with her intimately? Hell no, we were nothing of the sort and I was still head over heels for Linarite. Plus, she was too dominant than me. I don't bottom."

He was still fighting back his laughter.
"God, I can't believe you bought it."

The laughter came back with Gev's indignation, and Castor had to gasp for air, wiping his tears away after a few seconds.
"True, but really, did she ever seem the type to get distracted by physical relationships? She might have had affections, but sexual congress was not her foray really. Not that I could tell at any rate, she usually wanted to kill me later on and starseed molesting is too painful to be kinky."

He thought about telling the truth but, this was so much more fun. Granted, Gev would likely try to kick his a** later, but, he'd do that anything. At least with this Gev would have an actual reason.
"And yes- I did kiss your hand. You won't let me kiss anything else after all."
And then Gev started to strip.

Well s**t.
"Now now, don't you have a husband? I doubt he'd be happy if we were to-" Castor did his best flirtatious smile, "-test just how much I like being taken down."
Which was actually not a whole lot.

The alcohol had finally caught up to him, slightly muddling his senses and leaving behind a pleased warmth in his veins. He didn't know how far along Gev was, but, he couldn't have been plastered, nor, be entirely unaffected. Not unless somehow the smaller man had a higher tolerance than suggested by his reaction to straight alcohol.

Castor might not like men in such a way but, he did like messing with people. Not to mention, even if he didn't like men, Gev was hardly a poor choice to tease in such a manner.
"Pity." He mused, downing the last dregs of his glass, licking the stay drop that ran down the side of the glass. "With the right technique one can please their partner by touching their hands alone. It's actually rather sensual and soothing all at once." And while Gev did remind Castor he had a woman at home a woman he had sincere thoughts about talking down the isle, or at the very least, down to the courthouse-

"Not legally. Not yet. Plus she knows of my indiscretions. Might even join me if I ask her nicely." Maybe. She wanted no one but him she'd told him, but, he'd not deny her the company of another. She deserved to be loved an adored.

Snorting back a breath, Castor hummed as he mulled over how to perhaps rile Gev further. Then a light bulb went off. So, he didn't think that he could find some enjoyment of rougher activities? Now, that was just utterly untrue, and it slightly offended him, being called sloppy.
Getting up from his seat, castor didn't walk back to the bar. No, instead he stalked to Gev, and perhaps quicker than equalibrium allowed, slammed a hand down next to him, invading the Knight's personal space.
"Is that an offer to help me improve?" Castor wanted Gev to squirm. Or at least be a little uncomfortable.
"Wolframite?"

He made sure to purr the name, the same was he did when he'd flirted with Yvanie.

s**t. It hadn't effected Gev as much as he thought it would, throwing Castor off kilter for a moment, pink starting to fill his cheeks. He wasn't going to back down. Not yet.

"Who says's I'm adverse to that?" Okay, off to a good start, he just had to focus on making Gev feel awkward. And not on how wow, he really was doing this wasn't he. Flirting with a guy that wanted to kill him on a good day.

"You forget what I like- challenges. I like fighting in all it's many forms." His tongue peeked from his lips before he said it.

"I don't want to help this mess, I want to make it worse."

Now, the normal filter that Castor have would have stopped him long ago. His own convictions would have told him no, too far, let it drop. But alcohol had this funny way of making everything seem like a good idea even when it wasn't.

The blush blew up on Castor's face and he knew, he knew that he ought to back down, that he ought to stop. His logic said no, his body said no, but the alcohol said yes.
"Sounds fun." If it was an actual fight and not this weird attempt to out-do each other with making the other feel awkward and embarrassed, then Castor would have been more than wanting that promised conflict. This was a bit.. complicated.

"Make me sit down Wolfy." He lifted the knights hand and kissed it again, maintain eye contact, which was a LOT harder than Castor had thought it would be, trepidation rising.
Then he said perhaps the dumbest yet most genuine thing, smiling like a loon when he realized it.

"You really do have beautiful eyes."

He could hear Marlo in his head. Hear him as clear as day.
'You are an absolute idiot fratello.'

And he was. For one thing, he got drunk at a bar filled with men he'd murdered. Secondly, he got drunk with a man who was certainly not a friend, a questionable ally at best, and who admitted several times over his intent to kill him. Third, he had chosen to try an flirt with the man in order to rile him, and when barely successful, kept at it.

He should have backed off a fair while ago. Stuck with being depressive over the past. Not trying to get a grown man to blush. But no, as a consummate idiot, he'd pressed on even when uncertain and flustered himself.
So when Gev went full on pissed and grabbed him, pulling him into a kiss, Marlo's words rang out like a curse. He was an absolute idiot.

Yet he was a drunk idiot, and was not exactly great a decision making.
And Gev, surprisingly, was good at kissing, even if he was a man and Castorhad about as much experience in this as a dog did pretending to be a cat. So, Castor being Castor, he reacted in a manner he thought would put him back on even footing and maybe throw Gev off.
He kissed back. Hand grabbing hair, tongue trying to pushes past lips, Castor was going to treat Gev like he treated the women he'd previously been with-
With way to much intensity.

Never mind Castor was beet red and shaking from shot nerves. He couldn't back down. He refused to yield. Besides.
Gev kissed pretty darn good.

OH.
Oh.
Oh.

Castor blinked as Gev pulled a move he hadn't thought he'd do, throwing him down onto a table and kissing him harder, teeth included.
b*****d knew what he was doing, which only served to fuel the senshi's indignation and confusion over if kissing really was the best way to do this 'fight'.

When the knight pulled back to insult him, Castor was flushed, eye bright and wide, his hands on Gev's shoulders as he grappled with what exactly it was they were doing.
"Princess huh?" He grinned, the liquid stupid in his gut and blood making him really not think about what he was doing.
"Better spoil me then, knight."

Come the next morning, he might have a lot of regrets, and a lot of conflicted and confused feeling but in that moment, all he wanted was to show up Gev, and win this battle of sexiness.